Organ

The rector pulled out
Half a dozen
Stops and started
To play,
Left and right
Crabdancing doomy arpeggios
Down tiers three and two.

It was a layer cake
And grey crumbs of ash
Fell from the eye of his pipe
Onto the
Up
Down
Respirator slow
Rise and fall of each key.

He'd never smoked in the House of God
Before.
Whump whump.
The oak door pumped
And the rector played
Louder,
Stomping on pedals, frowning
Black dots into score sheets and praying
Through gritted teeth.